The other night, my daughter and I walked in the snow storm. We had a snow ball fight. Hello. I am 33 years old and I am participating in a snowball fight. It was a blast. I think that we use this language that starts with, "I used to be good at," and, "I used to love doing," and we neglect the things that made us happy for a little while. Now some things you do/will outgrow, but other things are not off limits. Try skinny-dipping. Why not? We are still the life forces that we started out as. We are just a little older. How about going out to go dancing? You may have a family, but you are not dead. We need to relax and have some good old fashioned fun. How about a bonfire by the ocean? Taking the cheapest train to wherever it goes? Getting up at five in the morning to go fishing for the day? I love fishing. Actually, a friend of mine used to come over to see me the night before he would go fishing. He came over to ask me to get him some night crawlers. I had a blast. Things that I truly like doing, I am sure would surprise most of you. Like I said, sometimes you need to let go and live.
Wake up. Get out of this stupor. Make yourself noticeable. You are in a world where there are a billion faces and yours is just as beautiful as the next one. You need not become painted in the background of your own life. Your children are the centre of your universe, but you are the centre of theirs. It is a beautiful circle, now live like you are alive. We may not be here tomorrow. Anything could happen at any point. Life is your gift, no refunds.
Happy Does It!